I took this photograph in my mother's garden and I heard Mr. Hansard's wise words in a clip of him speaking to the audience during a performance, which was posted on-line.
My point is: We do not have to look far for inspiration. There is comfort to be found if we look for it. There is meaning in the s**t...it is how we choose to use it that matters.
Trust. You will have roses.
See How Free You Can Be If you could only see,See just how free you can beSee, how it looks, sounds and
feels To be unleashed, into liberty. If you were to cultivateA boundless belief in sufficiency;A you that surpasses all sense
of ‘enough’. A you who emerges from the
constraints of ingrained fallacyRewriting the fictions penned
by your affliction of conditionsWhose sole function is to keep
you small.Restricted. Contained. Silently
submissive To the clipped wings of self
esteem deficiency, It may seem, impossibly out of
reach, But I promise, with this belief,
you will see. If you can fill your speech
with accents of affirmation, Your mind with positive,
empowering informationIf you focus your vision on the
view of freedom,Reframing challenges into
lessons of wisdom,You will, supplement your life
with sustained self-support,And this, this is your
passport, to a life laden in your limitless dreamsAnd to a you, who is wealthy in
the means needed to seeWhat it is to finally be free. Pic by h…
As you may or may not know, I'm currently living in Melbourne, Australia. Last year I was travelling Australia and working on a farm (!) to get a second year on the Working Holiday Visa. I've been calling Melbourne home since late October, and now in January, I'm still finding my feet and figuring things out.
Like anything, there is a process involved in moving, in setting up, in changing. There are ups, downs and lengthy list of learnings along the way. Since being here, I've been working a lot on challenging things. I've challenged my relationship with money; my fears, my ideas about security, my ideas around scarcity/abundance, consumption and consciousness. I've challenged my actions, identifying when love or fear was guiding and acting accordingly. I've challenged my limitations, my passions, the transformation of what matters most. I've been reading and engaging in new ideas, exploring different areas and getting inspired by new voices.
Finding our way in life can be quite a journey. It's this vastly beautiful, exciting and challenging thing that we get one chance at. And figuring out what to do with our unique experience of it, is an undertaking that can lead us to many places, doing a variety of things and learning a wealth of lessons.
I'm extremely lucky to never have had to deal with death or grief much until this past year or so. Oddly enough this coincides with the time period where I've been most alive myself, experiencing freedom, travel and a zest of life that has been dormant in the past. Where once I struggled so much to embrace living, there is now a depth of gratitude, appreciation and wonder at how amazing life can be. I've realised the way I love to live - what I love doing, seeing and being part of, how I like to be, how I most enjoy spending my time, the ways I can recharge, feel good and self care. I've learned who I am and what my dreams are. I've awoken to the possibilities …